To blot out the past

To blot out the past from my bosom's tablet firm
Ever I try in vain.
The past a burden to all my longings pure,
Silent is my Knowledge-main.
Its golden waves that bear the thrill unknown
I never see and feel.
I fight and fight with Dragon Night,
Long lost my Spirit's thrill.

Sri Chinmoy, My first friendship with the muse.First published by Agni Press in 1973.

This is the 3002nd book that Sri Chinmoy has written since he came to the West, in 1964.


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